My Son is Joey.
He was born Sept 13, 1971,
and
killed March 20,1995.
My Joey would have been 36, this September.
I'm crying right now, so forgive me if I don't type right. Joey was shot twice in the back of the head.
Murdered.............

Misty Christmas Memories

Gentle snowflakes touch my face as a tear trails down my cheek
Among crowds and glistening tinsel, your face, I once more seek.

Another year has come to pass with not once glimpse of you
Except in dreams, you visit me in shades of hazy blue.

Christmas time will soon be here I long to see your face
Just once again, to see your smile and dream of your embrace.

Christmas time is boxed up in tones of purple hue
It's wrapped in misty memories and laced with thoughts of you.

Written By:
Marilyn Ferguson
�1987

I'm thinking of your angel this Christmas Season and
I know how you long to see his face and his
precious smile...So I hope this little gift will
bring you a smile as we remember our sweet
angels with Jesus this holiday season.
I Love you!!!
Linda, mom to Angel Tina.

This is also a loving Christmas gift for Joey from Linda, Mom to Angel Tina.

This special Christmas gift for Angel Joey is from my friend Marie. You can visit her website for her son Rob here ~ Rob's Christmas Page.

My son Joey is 23 forever......I always wanted a son, and God gave me my Joey. Oh how I cried when I held him in my arms. Joey was born Sept 13, 1971. I held his tiny hand, and looked at his brown eyes, and just kissed him and told him "I will love you forever my son, and take care of you." I did my best. He went to nursery school, never forget how I cried, and just went there to see him. I was so on top of him all the time. "He'd say Ma I'm 13 now, can I cross the street?" "Oh no! Not without me." I sent him to camp. He loved it up in Vermont. I called at least twice a day. He was in gymnastics, and karate. He loved everyone. He had a heart of gold. Joey was my life. When he was shot in the head, twice.....I too died. I remember that day, second to second. His smile, his laugh, his getting dressed and asking, "Ma do I look ok." My handsome son. "Yes my love, you are perfect."
"I love you Ma, we will have dinner today Ma.... I'll pick you up at 5." "Ok, my son."
He was killed at 5. Shot twice in the back of the head. Where was I? I was supposed to take care of my baby boy. I never got to hold his hand again, or see him smile, and oh how I miss those words......MA.
But I live, one day at a time. I know the day will come and I will see the light shining and see my Joey, holding out his hand to me, and saying
"MA, lets go home." This time I will never let my son go. For eternity I will see his smile, hear his laughter and hear those words.... "MA."

Merry Christmas to My Son, My Life, My World, and My Best Friend.

Love, from your Ma.
(He used to call me Ma.)

I Will Always Love You,
And
I Will Always Miss You,
Until We Meet Again....

You are always and forever "Mom's little boy."

This Christmas gift for Angel Joey is from Monika and her Angel Joshua.

JESUS SPOKE TO THEM SAYING I AM THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD. WHOEVER FOLLOWS ME WILL NEVER WALK IN DARKNESS, BUT WILL HAVE THE LIGHT OF LIFE
Joey You are My Light My Joy Always Shining
I love you so much! Mom
Remembering Joey Scarpa
Angel Mom Linda

Every now and then
Soft as breath upon my skin
I feel you come back again
And it's like you haven't been
Gone a moment from my side
Like the tears were never cried
Like the hands of time are holding you and me

And with all my heart I'm sure
We're closer than we ever were
I don't have to hear or see
I've got all the proof I need
There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, oh, I believe

Now when you die your life goes on
It doesn't end here when you're gone
Every soul is filled with light
It never ends if I'm right
Our love can even reach across eternity
I believe, oh, I believe

Forever you're a part of me
Forever in the heart of me
I will hold you even longer if I can
Oh, the people who don't see the most
Say that I believe in ghosts
If that makes me crazy, then I am
'Cause I believe

Oh, I believe
There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, oh, I believe

Every now and then
Soft as breath upon my skin
I feel you come back again
And I believe

I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below
with tiny lights like heaven's stars reflecting on the snow.

The sight is so spectacular please wipe away that tear
for I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear
but the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here.

I have no words to tell you of the joy their voices bring
for it is beyond description to hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart for I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I can't tell you of the splendor or the peace here in this place Can you just imagine Christmas with our Savior face to face?

I'll ask him to lift your spirit as I tell him of your love
so then pray for one another as you lift your eyes above.

Please let your hearts be joyful and let your spirit sing
for I am spending Christmas in heaven and I'm walking with the King.

Wanda Bencke,
"copyright 1998"
published by permission

Author's Note: "Lysandra Kay Bencke was my thirteen year old handicapped daughter. On Christmas day 1997, Lysandra had a seizure and was in a coma for five days before she passed away. During those five days I wrote the poem "Christmas in Heaven". I sent it out in belated Christmas cards to over
100 friends and relatives that year. They have also sent it on to other friends and relatives, thus how the poem has been changed and the story behind it."

This beautiful gift is from Deanne.

Linda,
I liked your heart graphic of you with Joey at Christmas so much that I made it into a Christmas graphic. As all of us Angel Moms, I know you would give the world for just one more kiss from your Angel Joey...
Love and hugs,
Saralyn
Robbie Remembered at Christmas

Merry Christmas Uncle Joey!

This is a loving gift from Angel Michael's mom. Please Visit Michael And Sign His Guest Book by clicking here ~Michael's Christmas 2014

Holidays In Heaven

The Holiday Season is just not the same,
A smile is missing when saying one name. For parents who�ve lost a daughter or son,
Nothing can bring back the delightful fun,
Of watching them talk, laugh, or just run. The memories are all that we do have now,
We do go on�..only God knows how. A New Year comes as midnight arrives,
Our Angels still a big part of our lives. If only we could trade the presents we receive,
For one more day with those whom we grieve! But nothing can bring back our beloved child,
The one that laughed, cried, and often smiled. They are together in a much better place,
Watching us cry�..touching our face! Although we miss them on Holidays to share,
Be assured their loving presence fills the air,
At home, in church, at New York�s Times Square! So celebrating the Holidays are now hard to do,
But always remember they are thinking of you too, Wishing you happiness and showing their love,
Not on this Earth, but from Heaven above!

Written by Dan Bryl, Lawrenceville, GA TCF
In Memory of his daughter, Jessica

This is Joey with his precious daughter, Linda Marie. She misses her dad so much. He left that day too go and buy her a teddy bear she had wanted.And he never made it home with her teddy.

I'm Spending Christmas With Jesus This Year

~ author unknown

I see the countless Christmas trees
Around the world below
With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars
Reflecting on the snow

The sight is so spectacular
Please wipe away that tear
For I'm spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year

I hear the many Christmas songs
That people hold so dear
But the sounds of music can't compare
With the Christmas choir up here

For I have no words to tell you
The joy their voices bring
For it is beyond description
To hear the angels sing

I know how much you miss me
I see the pain inside your heart
For I'm spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year

I can't tell you of the splendor
Or the peace here in this place
Can you just imagine Christmas
With our savior, face to face

I'll ask him to light your spirit
As I tell him of your love
So then pray for one another
As you lift your eyes above

So please let your hearts be joyful
And let your spirit sing
For I'm spending Christmas in heaven
And I'm walking with the King.

Joey at age 7. Both his mom and I agree that his smiling face looks alot like my Angel Christopher's smile, sigh.

Christmas With the King

Written by Kaye Des'Ormeaux

To my dearest family that I left behind,
I need to touch your heart tonight.
For it's Christmas and you're missing me,
And the season doesn't seem so bright.

While others are celebrating the holiday,
you find it hard to do the same.
You watch other families gather in splendor,
while you tearfully mention my name.

I know it was painful for you this year,
to decorate your Christmas tree.
For you cried as you hung each ornament.
Your thoughts were focused on me.

You shopped for presents for others.
Although you felt out of place.
When each day was over,
I could see loneliness written on your face.

You can't seem to get into the spirit.
To enjoy any festivities this year.
But think of the Christmases in the past,
and you'll feel my presence near.

Yes, and I come tonight to let you know
I'm happier than I could ever be.
I'm spending my Christmas in Heaven;
With the one who died for me.

So go out and feel that Christmas cheer.
Listen to the choirs as they sing.
And know that I'm happier than I've ever been...
Spending Christmas with the King.

There You'll Be

Performed by Celine Dion

When I think back on these times
And the dreams we left behind.
I'll be glad, 'coz I was Blessed
To get to have you in my life.
When I look back on these days,
I'll look and see your face
You Were Right There for Me.

In My Dreams I'll always see You
Soar above the sky.
In my heart there'll always be a place for you
For All My Life.
I'll keep a part of you with me
And Everywhere I am, There You'll Be.
And Everywhere I am , There You'll Be

Well you showed me how it feels
To feel the sky within my reach
And I always will remember
all the Strength you gave to me.
Your Love made me make it through
Oh, I Owe so Much to You
You Were Right There for Me.

In My Dreams I'll always see you
Soar above the sky.
In my heart there'll always be a place for you
For All My Life.
I'll keep a part of you with me
And Everywhere I am, There You'll Be.

'Cos I always saw in you my light,
my strength.
And I want to thank you now
for all the ways,
You Were Right There for Me.
You Were Right There for Me.

In My Dreams I'll always see You
Soar above the sky.
In my heart there'll always be a place for you
For All My Life.
I'll keep a part of you with me
And Everywhere I am, There You'll Be

And I will light a candle for you.
To shatter all the darkness and bless the times we knew.
Like a beacon in the night
The flame will burn bright and guide us on our way.
Oh, today I light a candle for you.

The seasons come and go, and I'm weary from the change.
I keep on moving on, you know it's not the same.
And when I'm walking all alone
Do you hear me call your name?
Do you hear me sing the songs we used to sing?

And I will light a candle for you.
To shatter all the darkness and bless the times we knew.
Like a beacon in the night
The flame will burn bright and guide us on our way.
Oh, today I light a candle for you.

You filled my life with wonder, touched me with surprise,
Always saw that something special deep within your eyes.
And through the good times and the bad,
We carried on with pride.
I hold onto the love and life we knew.

And I will light a candle for you.
To shatter all the darkness and bless the times we knew.
Like a beacon in the night
The flame will burn bright and guide us on our way.
Oh, today I light a candle for you.

Here is Joey and his sister Linda. Linda Misses her talks with her little brother and all the hugs.

I Will Be There

Written by Sharon J. Bryant

Mom, tomorrow I will be there
Though you may not see
I'll smile and remember
The last Christmas, with you and me

National Memorial Ribbon
The red and black ribbon was first designed in 1987 by Betty O'Donnell, parent of a murdered child and member of the Long Island, NY Chapter. The red represents the violence in society and the black symbolizes death and mourning. Angel pins are worn with the ribbons to symbolize the victims.